A tale of intrepid beginnings, a nap and a flowery bloom of sorts. A story that left little Pete a changed snoozer and plenty awake for the flight of fancy soon to come.

One day, not so long ago but in a place, well not really a place (as our friends here were in transit – that means going from one place to another… and maybe even another after that), but anyway, somewhere not here but there and going somewhere not there but somewhere completely outside the neighborhood of our knowledge. Well, that day had begun without a night, or at least a night’s rest – for no one can stop the night, and so had taken our hero (that’s Pete) to the very edge of sleep, but not crossed over it’s welcome threshold into sweet silence and blissful slumber. This Pete, passing beyond tired, trudged out on an expedition, an epic journey, a trip, plain and simple…

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Of the poems you will see here, some are new and some are old, some are hesitant and some bold, some even snuck up on me and took me by surprise, so treat them well with a good read and a thought or two, then leave them with a pat on the head. They deserve it, don’t you?